MTL - The Witch of the Cyberpunk Era-Chapter 7 trade

Life, save it for the time being.

Zi-zi-electric sparks emerged from the back of Xu Yang's right hand, causing a stinging pain. He knew that he was short on time, and the damage to the implant would cause complications, killing him within an hour.

Acupuncture has the effect of treatment. Although there is no risk of immediate death, it is still very difficult.

Seemingly sensing the vital signs, the shuttle turned in the direction of the witch, leaning forward, as if inviting her to enter, but she didn't have the strength to climb in at all. The hatch is so close, but it seems to be several kilometers away from her.

The situation is extremely critical, I have to cooperate with her...

Nothing can be scanned, no digital mind, and it feels like losing hands and feet.

He panted and climbed off the shuttle, looking at the witch.

"You... can you still use your strength? Can you help me..." Xu Yang gritted his teeth and spat out a few words.

"Everything is fine..." The witch lay on the ground and sobbed, "It hurts... It hurts..."

Just like a wounded child.

"Your power... can you still use it? My situation is no better than yours, only your magic power can..."

The witch was confused, unable to speak.

I really don't know which of the two of us will die first.

Xu Yang took a deep breath, walked to the witch's side, and squatted down, every action was heart-rending. The witch almost lost her ability to move and could barely stand up without the help of Xu Yang.

Isolated from the world, the past is gone, everything is destroyed and buried deep in the ground, only the two disabled people are left, what else can we do. Xu Yang supported the witch's arm, the arm was delicate, but covered with dust, and very cold.

The weight of the witch's body unconsciously pressed towards Xu Yang's direction. Her face was pressed against Xu Yang's neck, and her chest was pressed against his shoulders, causing Xu Yang to feel pain all over his body every time he took a step.

When he helped the witch into the shuttle, Xu Yang staggered and fell two steps forward, only leaning against the wall to breathe.

The witch was lying on her back, bleeding nonstop. Xu Yang groped in the medical box, and there were two needles left.

He pierced the needle into the witch's heart and pushed the medicinal liquid into it. It can promote the body to secrete adrenaline, suppress pain, and speed up wound healing.

The witch hissed and inhaled, as if regaining some strength. She looked around blankly, unfamiliar with all this.

Xu Yang carefully observed the inside of the shuttle and saw a large piece of equipment at the back of the machine, his eyes suddenly lit up.

Auto Doctor!

The so-called automatic doctor is AI-led medical equipment, which is also very popular today. It can intelligently detect the physical condition of the target, consume stored medical resources to perform surgery, and do its best to optimize the treatment results.

The only problem was that the automatic doctor couldn't save Xu Yang.

The automatic doctor is good at solving surgical problems and is suitable for the battlefield environment where mercenaries are frequented. It can quickly cure gunshot wounds, cuts, mental damage and other problems, perform anesthesia, disinfection pretreatment, surgery and psychological counseling.

But it had nothing to do with Xu Yang's damaged implant.

In modern times, human augmentation technology is popular, and there are a series of strange implants and prostheses. The implants are placed in the human body to take effect, and the prostheses are used to replace organs and limbs.

Each company has its own design standards. The automatic doctor is a general medical device, not a maintenance device. The implants in Xu Yang's body are so precise that it is difficult to repair, and only a highly skilled prosthetic doctor can handle it.

It can only fill Xu Yang with anesthesia, watch him die from the damaged implants in his body, and give hospice care with a gentle electronic sound.

"You've been staring at it..." said the witch, "...is it useful?"

"there must be…"

Xu Yang quickly walked to the control panel of the automatic doctor and pressed the key to open the hatch.

A prompt appears on the screen, asking the wounded and auxiliary medical staff to enter immediately. The auxiliary medical staff is optional, and it can also completely handle the situation autonomously.

The interior of the equipment is very spacious. A white surgical chair made of aluminum alloy is in the center, surrounded by robotic arms, injections and lights on standby, as well as medicine cabinets, surgical lights, health monitors, etc.

Hope is here.

"Let's make a deal." Xu Yang turned to look at the witch.

She looked bewildered and kept shaking.

"Are you a member of the council?" the witch asked.

He would be killed by traumatic complications at any time, and Xu Yang had little room for manipulation.

"Witch Council? I don't know, it's an ancient thing. I can help you survive," Xu Yang said, "but you also have to help me survive."

"I agree…"

"You go in." Xu Yang turned around and ordered the witch.

"...I..." The witch's face was wet with tears and covered in blood. She staggered and slowly approached the automatic doctor, "What is this?"

"This is the automatic doctor, it can save your life." Xu Yang leaned against the door of the automatic doctor, panting, "I'm saving you... You won't be ungrateful, right?"

The witch stood at the entrance. The dazzling surgical lights, robotic arms, and digital screens made her terrified. She had never seen anything like this in her life.

"Don't worry." Xu Yang comforted with a hoarse voice, "Nothing will happen, don't worry...Sit on that chair...Close your eyes, I will give an order to ask it to heal you, it is a modern something, a tool that won't hurt you..."

Being so close to the witch, Xu Yang felt the same fear in his heart again.

He felt horrified when he thought of the situation where she killed her casually just now, and now that he was extremely weak, his body also trembled. What if I save a monster?

The witch leaned her body, looked at Xu Yang, and kissed him on the face.

"Are you afraid of me?" Her expression was a little sad, "Why is everyone so afraid of me?"

"I won't be afraid of a dead person, you...live." Xu Yang pushed the witch into the automatic doctor, she staggered and sat on the operating chair.

"The wounded is in place, please close the hatch and select the operation mode." The automatic doctor announced.

Xu Yang tried his best to close the hatch, select the automatic detection and automatic surgery mode on the outside panel, and then press Start.

He was completely collapsed, and there was slight pain all over his body.

These devices and chips were buried deep in flesh and blood, which made him feel pain, but they were the foundation of his life. He actually really didn't want to wake up every day with these chips and circuits.

These years in the company have been racing against machines, trying to find a way to keep up with the machines, so as not to be replaced by various software. However, a new AI can push him to a corner. Advanced AI can not only help the company To solve major decision-making problems, you can also check the security situation of the company by the way, making him lose his existence value instantly.

In other words, eliminating you, what does it have to do with you.

I have tried my best.

Unprecedented fear fills my heart. I used to be able to use my digital mind to do my best, but now I can't do anything about it.

The embrace of the company has never been more memorable, even as it structurally killed father, mother, and then itself. Many people are willing to stay in the company to enjoy a short successful life, just to avoid this risk of life. Where is the difference in the company? There is food and drink, but is it just a lifespan? Those who die outside are also quick, not to mention the fugitives. The company will not let the traitors go. The trial will come at any time, accept the punishment, dig out the brain, make a matrix, and continue to serve the company healthily for 500 years...

Thinking wildly, Xu Yang heard the sound of the pulley moving up and down the robotic arm, the humming sound of the equipment running, and the sound of electric current in the automatic doctor. The control panel was also temporarily locked, and no external manipulation could be performed.

"The race of the wounded was detected: witch." The automatic doctor began to play the electronic sound related to the diagnosis and treatment.

"The state of the wounded was detected: high sedation, massive blood loss, systemic critical pathology."

"detected…"

"Quiet." Xu Yang was dizzy.

The automatic doctor stopped broadcasting.

He felt cold and hot in his body.

Am I going to die? He suddenly felt an unprecedentedly strong sense of helplessness, Xu Yang sat on the side seat of the shuttle, leaned back, and felt the touch of the soft leather under him.

Why are we born, what is the value of life, and what is after death? Did the people who escaped from the High Pavilion Kyushu really not survive? Can you solve the countless troubles caused by losing your company's identity with this hundred million funds? Fake identities, fake names, fake files, which one is not extremely troublesome, even street people have to find a way to find a cover company to rely on, and who can I trust, take me in for money, and betray me for money, more money , but also hot...

Countless worries came along with the weakness of the body, Xu Yang didn't know whether he passed out or fell asleep, but when Xu Yang regained consciousness, he found that the witch had come out of the automatic doctor.

The automatic doctor also removed all the broken pieces of fabric on her body that hindered the treatment. Now she is naked and looking at herself nervously.

"Are you okay?" the witch asked, "This thing really cured me!"

Wait a minute... The witch's figure is too hot.

More than a thousand words, a glance.

This sudden visual impact made Xu Yang almost faint again. He lost control of his body, leaned back, and gradually closed his eyes.

The witch leaned forward anxiously, sat next to Xu Yang, and shook his head: "Don't faint!"

too close-

It is better to stick to a witch's soft body than to be entangled in fine silk and satin, her body temperature, smell, hair...

"Huh..." However, Xu Yang was in so much pain that he had no time to feel it, so he could only close his eyes in pain.

There are mainly 3 implants on his body, all of which are independent devices and cannot be controlled remotely.

The first one is located in the brain, which is the central processing unit, main circuit board, driver firmware and brain signal converter of the digital mind, which is the main component of the digital mind, and is directly connected to the brain nerve center.

The second one is located on the right wrist, which is a data signal chip, UU reading www. uukanshu.com is used to send and receive signals, it can transmit data by wire, and it can also connect signals to the outside world wirelessly. It also integrates some data processing capabilities, but it is far less than the digital mind of the brain.

The third is a bionic circuit cluster, which is located inside Xu Yang's spine and is basically connected to his spine. It can power and transmit signals to all other implants. It can be said that if you want to install an implant, the bionic circuit is a must, and it is the basis of all other implants.

Correspondingly, the bionic circuit cluster will not be damaged, because it has coexisted with Xu Yang's circulatory system and has not been destroyed by the electromagnetic pulse.

What was damaged was the digital mind in the brain and the signal chip in the hand. Xu Yang felt a splitting headache, and there was also a tingling pain in the inner side of his right wrist. He is willing to pay any price to relieve the pain for a moment, even if he has to swallow a pile of narcotics, and he will not wake up for a long time.

The damaged implants are like time bombs in Xu Yang's body, impairing his normal physiological functions, and will eventually be detonated.

They wouldn't hurt the human body when they were well packaged, and it's completely unclear now that the electromagnetic pulses completely turned them into scrap metal.

Xu Yang took a deep breath, endured the pain, and waited for the strength to speak.

The witch didn't say a word, and the shuttle was terribly silent.

"Help me," he said, "bring the medical kit on the ground... here."

She looked down at the boxes scattered on the ground, hesitated for a moment, then picked it up and handed it to Xu Yang.

"This is the 'deal'," she said. "You said it."

Xu Yang picked up the last remaining needle in the box and punched it into his chest.

"It's not over yet," he said, "I want to see your witch power."